If memories are something that can be remembered, then I will choose to forget the unhappy ones and remember the good ones, so that my weak heart can carry more.
If memories are a kind of fine wine that can make people drunk, then I always taste it carefully, fearing to miss every experience I have ever experienced.
If memories allow you to reserve a space for someone forever, then I'm afraid to open it because you don't know if he is also anxious about it.